Fork in the Road
Posted on July 29, 2008 - Filed Under Teeni Poem
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I used to know you,
but that was before.
We were of one mind,
but not anymore.
Your eyes have acquired
a mysterious haze;
unseeing, forgetful
of halcyon days.
Those orbs have dimmed
and become rather dull.
The rest of your face,
a grin-bearing hull.
I don’t know what you see
because you won’t let me in.
And I cannot recall
when it began to begin.
I wonder who is to blame
as I ponder the score.
Which of use could have
propped open the door?
We went the same way
but each took our own road.
Life should come equipped
with a “do-over” mode.
Or maybe a pause button
to freeze-frame the time.
But the fact that it’s gone?
It’s a sin, it’s a crime.
What once was close
is now so far away.
Yet like loops in my mind
the good memories play.
I suppose that we must
on our ways continue;
our own separate plans
to see followed through.
We were of one mind,
but not anymore.
I used to know you,
but that was before.
I miss you sometimes.
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Oh, this was so pretty, and sad, and lovely. Really lovely. Thanks for sharing that.
Thanks, Wendy. Just had to let it out.
Oky that made me sad
teeni are you feeling okay today?
Sorry to make you sad, Kaylee. I just wanted to vent some of my gray feelings that have been hanging around lately.
That is so heartbreaking and yet so eloquent. Thanks for sharing but also I am sorry for your heartache.
HUGS!
Thanks so much, buddy! The hugs do help and I already feel loads better. Sometimes it just has to be written down and burned in the ashtray as a cleanse, you know?
HUGS teeni!
Thanks, Kaylee. That really does help!
What a beautifully touching and honest poem… Is this about something in your life right now? If so we are here for you!
It’s something that bothers me from time to time because I used to feel so close to this person. But, well I’m sure we all know how it feels when you grow apart from someone like that. Thanks so much for being here! That means a lot and really does ease the hurt.
So sad, but so beautiful.
I hope everything is okay with you, hon! ((hugs))
Thanks, friend. Everything is fine, really. I just have my melancholy moments and my longings like everyone else does I’m sure. It does feel good to let them out a bit here, surrounded by my buds, though - I have to admit.
Very beautiful…
The wedding update is up my place, I found some time this afternoon to get it all out…
I was so all over that post when I saw this that I had to come back here and write this comment later. Wait, did what I just wrote even make sense? What i mean is I saw your comment and ran over to your place. I’m only just commenting HERE now though. LOL. Nevermind, it’s not that important. You’ve probably seen my comment at your blog already.
Hugs Teeni.
i’ve tagged you in a meme, if you’re up for it.
HUGS HUGS HUGS
Aw, thanks so much, Diva! I like the looks of that meme and I’m IN!! And hugs right back to you - they certainly helped.
That’s absolutely beautifully written. If this is a heartache you are going through yourself we are all here for you. I’m hoping that’s not the case and you just wrote something very splendid.
Hugs, Joan
Just a little heartache, but we all probably experience the pain of growing apart at some point in our lives. It hurts, but we grow, and blogging does provide a nice outlet for the ouch. Thanks for reading it and for the compliment.
Wow Teeni, that was awesome. Very moving. The business girl.
Thanks, Hay. It needed to just get out of me. I feel better now.
very beautiful. it echoes the exact sentiment i have in my heart for my bestfriend of many years, and then we just drifted apart, irreconcilable. maybe it’s better this way. i reached out to her for the last time before i left, but she wouldn’t budge. sad, but life’s just like that.
thanks for sharing your poem!
I think that is the feeling exactly - like a best friend of many years drifting apart. That’s too bad that she wouldn’t budge. But you are right - life is like that and we just grow that way. People come in and out of our lives. As long as they are there when I need them, I must remember to be thankful. Anyway, it feels good to just let it out a little.
It is lovely, and don’t forget it’s never too late.
P.S.- I love your new bedroom Meez.
Thanks, Honeywine and you are right - it IS never too late. My problem is always getting my hopes up and having them dashed to the floor. But I am going to work on that and try to remain more even keeled. I don’t give up easy.
LOL - Thanks about the Meez. I’m making her write some poetry too. LOL.
Oh Teeni, I know those feelings far too well. I’m not really sure who this poem is about, but that’s ok. The best poems are the ones that must be written - that must come out. So somber and sad, but enjoyable
I try not to post too many sad poems. There are enough of those in the world. But every once in a while one will leak out. LOL. Yeah, the feelings of drifting apart from one you used to be so close to and shared so much with are pretty crummy. But things change so we need to let the hurt out, but not dwell on it. Things change and we always cherish good memories, but that doesn’t mean we can’t be making more, right?
Hey Teens. This is beautifully written. I’ll bet we’ve all been there at one time or another. Ya let someone go for reasons, and when you think back and reflect on the relationship you remember the good times and miss that person so much. I love this post…
Thanks, JQ. I’m glad you liked it.
that is a great poem.. and quite sad
Thank you, Slyde. I actually wasn’t sad when I wrote it but was trying to capture the feeling that I do sometimes experience when I remember old close relationships that are no longer so close, one particular one, but it’s not my intent to get into that here.
Nice poem. Wow, and I thought some of my old poems were sad…
And why is it that people tend to worry about people who write sad poems? I don’t know if there’s ever been a case of a poet sitting on a ledge somewhere, waiting to jump, but struggling to finish his/her last poem.
Dan, you are just such a smart guy. I have to join you in wondering that same thing. But the funny thing is when I read other people’s sad poetry I DO worry about them. LOL. Either those are just the reactions sad poems raise or I am just a worrier, but then so are many others.
Hi Teeni; lovely and wistful poem!
YES I know the scenario, have been there myself as I am sure many of us have.
You are one talented lady!
((hugs))
Thanks, Merri. Yes, I think we’ve all experienced it. That’s actually why I figured I’d share it - I knew so many would be able to relate. Thanks for the compliments.
Beautiful poem, it touches my heart. Ihear some music played to everyline from a flutist hand.
Thank you Secondlady! What a flattering comment. Flute music certainly is beautiful. Welcome to the Vaguetarian Tea Room and thanks for visiting. I’ll be by to return the visit at your site.
Absolutely beautiful poem. I must say that I could completely relate to each of the lines.
Why thank you, Dube! I really appreciate that. And welcome to the Vaguetarian Tea Room. Nice to have you.
Great poem!
“a grin-bearing hull.” &
“when it began to begin.”
particularly excellent lines! And I think we can all relate to the wistful sentiments of how people change - even people we love - even us probably, so that at best we take each other for granted and at worst perhaps, fall out of love completely.
Wow. Thank you. That means a lot coming from you. And yes, I know we can all relate on some level and that is why I wanted to share it. THanks for the kind words.